sisters; for you i pray.

even though they think of me as worthless and

not worthy of their kindness i still pray for them.

i pray they never know the

pain of being slapped across the face.

i pray they never taste the blood

of a bleeding lip

from a backhand to the mouth

i pray the never learn how

to cover up a black eye with make-up

i pray they never have to protect themselves

i pray for so many things for those girls

and yet they will never know

i am still the sister

who they dont believe in

the one they dont tell their secrets to

the one they would never call if they needed help

the last to know..if ever

my sisters will grow up and be wifes

mothers..sisters to eachother

all without me

i will be watching though

the one in the background at their events

graduations..weddings..proms..

i will see them through pictures

watching from afar

to not make a scene

not make things worse

them never knowing

never calling

never missing me

never trying to make it any better

all because of a reason that i am clueless of

they wanted me gone from their lives

and i left.